Tuesday, 8:30 PM, Hallway

[dhaosu]

After what had occurred during that so-called trial of sorts, the blond been thinking of the true purpose as to why they were here. Truthfully, at first  he had thought that yes, perhaps, the only reason they were here was due to murdering each other and Miata had been purposely intending on leading them to believe otherwise in some subtle manner (because you know, deceptive humans). However, he had begun to reconsider he was wrong, and realized that perhaps in his initial anger he hadn't thought that indeed that it was more than the show the woman was putting on.

These thoughts swirling in his head, he once again found himself walking around a bit, until he flat out nearly bumps into someone when he rounds a corner, lost in his thoughts, and rights himself quite easily. "...What are you..."

"..."

His words trail off despite the initial surprise. Yes, clearly he should win a medal for his social skills.

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[princessantly]

Alisha stumbles back, eyes growing wide (she'd been feeling the prickly sensation of someone's gaze on her, but she hadn't expected to flat-out collide with someone). Her surprise is only momentary, at least, and she presses her hand to her chest to calm her heart.

"Forgive me... I was lost in my own thoughts."

[dhaosu]

His gaze is leveled, watching the female now that he certainly has by now recognized who it was. Of course he was doing the same as well, so he could hardly fault her, and at that he shakes his head as well. He then said, "I was as well. Therefore I suppose if anything the blame could be shared."

He stood there a bit awkwardly. "... Hopefully I was not in the least interrupting wherever you were wishing to go, however."

Because now that they crossed paths, Dhaos had been thinking that it might not be too bad to speak with her. Perhaps more privately, however.

[princessantly]

"Oh, no!" Alisha instantly holds her hands up, shaking her head quickly to reassure him. "I was heading for the kitchen, but that's hardly a pressing need right now."

No embarrassing stomach rumbling, at least. She'd been looking for a distraction, more than anything.

[dhaosu]

Hopefully it wasn't, and he entertained the thought of leaving as is. But surely, if it was she would have said as much, and he decided at the very least they could speak for a little. "...Then do you have time for discussion?"

And, well, he just folds his arms. He would not admit it either, but he was just a touch concerned and making sure she was handling this week's new foolishness alright. "As in not exactly in a public area."

[princessantly]

"Yes, of course." For all of her increasing discomfort that something was going to happen, that someone was watching her, that her princess rank was becoming increasingly important to those around her-- Dhaos isn't someone to fear, she'd felt.

So Alisha nods easily and clasps her hands together behind her back. "Where would you prefer to speak?"

Finally, at last I get to use an icon of him smiling.

[dhaosu]

Dhaos himself had his own concerns regarding the situation, and he certainly knew that this time no one would be sure to resist. Still... it didn't mean that there was nothing good to be made of the situation in the slightest. It was just a matter of willpower in the end, wasn't it?

The tall blond gestures to the hall, saying, "Perhaps my own room, or yours, if you are comfortable with such a thing."

[princessantly]

She's pausing to cast a quick thought back to her room - had she tidied it up properly - but really, if he's offering, she might as well just go along with it. Maybe a foolish idea, when paranoia's been ramped up so high lately, but surely a demon lord has nothing to gain from a princess.

So Alisha nods, thoughtfully. "If you're fine with it, then I am also fine with following you and speaking with you in your room."

[dhaosu]

Dhaos nodded simply at that. "Then, it is agreed."

He was glad to notice that the suggestion hadn't exactly been too awkward on his end, and soon he turned his back to her, to begin to lead her towards his room. Despite his own fears, regarding humans, he knew that this was someone who would not attack him from behind. Or at least this was what he reasoned.

As they neared his room, he said, "...I hope you have been faring well, considering the situation."

[princessantly]

"... It's been increasingly difficult to sleep." It's a quiet admittance, and a weary one, because Alisha's very much aware that getting enough rest is key to getting through this week-- but with her own doubts refusing to be silenced, it's been almost impossible to pass out without a good hour of tossing and turning first.

"But otherwise, I can't say I've been unwell."

[dhaosu]

Dhaos opens the door to his room, and moves to sit himself down on the bed. Then he look across over at her, before folding his hands upon his lap. He agreed, "The atmosphere would make it difficult in doing so."

Although he didn't need sleep himself, he can very easily see why others who needed it wouldn't be able to do so very well during this well. "That said, I am glad you have been mostly faring well, or as well as you can at any rate. At the very least, perhaps this talk should assist in addition to that... as I found that it appears those who have discussed it between themselves can make it easier to deal with."

At one time, Dhaos himself hadn't exactly been always so solitary, although attempting to transition back to doing so wasn't too easy. But he decided to make the attempt, perhaps not just for himself.

[princessantly]

Alisha will opt to stand. Sitting is all well and good, but sitting on a man's bed is like calling back the ghosts of all her royal instructors (none of whom are actually dead) about the dos and don'ts of propriety. So standing politely it is.

"It's true that discussing matters can certainly lessen the weight on one's shoulders..." She glances down at her clasped hands, mulling it over.

"... I suppose I'm just worried that it's not just a matter of simply refusing to kill and hoping everyone else will do the same. I know now that... that isn't the case, not with everyone."

[dhaosu]

If anything, Alisha standing makes Dhaos gesture purposefully to a chair nearby, so that she isn't having to do so for very long, and well he thought it would be rude to not offer someone in his room a seat. Although, he certainly would not be the type to offer someone a seat on his bed.

Now that her words have completely passed he replied, "Indeed, it's true. You cannot just wait and hope that everyone will have the strength to resist on their own. Especially if they are alone and only with their thoughts, which eventually turn into assisting in planting the seeds of madness if there is nothing to distract from it.

At least that is how I believe it will be for now. Such a thing could always be subject to change, as who knows what else will they offer in their motives in order to have someone kill. It could be them taking away something crucial to that person, whether it is physical or emotional. Either way, someone will always fall each week, it seems, thinking eventually killing someone will free them of the pain, and simultaneously this place."

Or perhaps just the pain, and maybe this is not such an uplifting thing to talk about, but ... all the same, he was still hoping there was some kind of silver lining, somewhere.

[princessantly]

But it won't, she thinks. So far, there are two people dead, and the killer hadn't even managed to succeed and free themselves from this game. Was it even worth the risk, the weight of another person's life? Just dwelling on it makes her feel ill.

But she will sink into that chair.

"So perhaps it's better to not let ourselves be alone for too long... or at least have it be with someone we trust."

[dhaosu]

To be quite honest, Dhaos does not believe even if the killer murdered someone and successfully escape suspicion that they would be let go anyway. He knows it all too well, where one seems to lead to a certain avenue that reveals promise, only to find a dead-end waiting despite all the trouble to reach their supposed salvation.

He nods at the blond. "Indeed, and possibly on top of that, find some sort of activity to distract yourself with. For now, I believe it is the best option concerning our situation...besides of course to try to uncover the mystery here."

And of course there was the unspoken 'and escape', but he is thinking that might be awhile before it is made possible.